marching strong into 2010
The year 2010 begins with a new video from Sade. Sade’s new song is proof that some kind of star has aligned, because this song made everything right in my Universe again. Yes sirs and madams, I am indeed a Soldier of Love. And after the rough year of 2009, I’m ready to pick myself up, dust myself off, and reclaim myself again.
Really what I’m trying to say is…I’m baaaack- and I’m ready to conquer the year. Transitioning to a brand new city and building a brand new life is no easy feat. Admittedly, as I always say, life “ain’t all glamour, baby”*. New York is not an easy place. But then again, no one ever said it would be. When I first got here, I was gleaming, my eyes studded with all these new hopes and glazed with a vision so big, absolutely convinced that everything I wanted would fall into place as soon as my feet landed inside this city of dreams.
Imagine my dismay when instead, everything came to a screeching halt when I encountered my first nightmare roommate situation, and moved out of my first New York apartment after a mere 10 days. Then came the horrendous four month search for an apartment, right in the thick of summer, trekking up and down on foot and train from Brooklyn to Harlem, only to be greeted by a disappointing, dingy apartment building one right after the other. (Hint: You know its bad when you have to pick up the apartment key from the chicken shack on the street corner.)
Needless to say, I was never the kind of person to admit defeat, so I kept trying. And after four months, fifty apartment viewings, breathless train rides, and sweltering summer walks through Bedstuy, I found the coziest, most charming Bedstuy brownstone that was finally, just right. Sometimes I stare at my bedroom in awe, proud to know I came to New York with nothing more than a suitcase and a dream, and now I’ve created this beautiful, comfortable home, all by myself.
And I learned that even though I’m still searching, still marching on this path to find this dream I wholeheartedly believe in, I’ll eventually find home and where I belong, again and again.
2010, I’m ready. Watch me.
*The phrase that coined my blog’s namesake.
